The road out of the village was damaged, but fortunately, with the blessing of the holy woman, the physical fitness of everyone was greatly improved.

Everyone also knew in their hearts that this action was related to the Continental Federation and the Divine Court, and they were all working hard.

With the use of both hands and feet, about two or three minutes of effort, everyone has already left the village one after another.

The dense forest was extremely quiet, but there was a lack of realm suppression of monarch-level existence, and the atmosphere in the misty forest was not as bad as before.

After the monk was responsible for pointing out the direction, Song Qingxiao strode forward.

She was so fast that everyone followed her, passing unhindered and not in danger.

It wasn't until half an hour later, when everyone was far from the village of Og, that the eerie feeling returned.

'Sizzle! ’

A subtle sound was particularly clear in the quiet forest, and the monk's already tense nerves tightened.

He turned his head, trying to find the source of the sound, and before he could make a sound, he felt the temperature drop sharply.

With the sound of 'Titica', a large amount of frost condensed on the surfaces of several large trees nearby.

About ten meters away, a black flame snake hanging upside down on the low tree was frozen into an ice sculpture, maintaining a posture of holding its head high, and then shattered into ice powder with a 'bell', which was gently blown away by the wind.

The crisis had been lifted before it had even arrived, and the jungle had returned to quiet.

The monk breathed a sigh of relief, and Song Qing's small steps did not stop, and he walked faster than before.

Next, the number of snakes, insects, rats, ants and other creatures blocking the road gradually increased.

But the monk found that with Song Qingxiao, she still looked calm, as if these dark creatures that grew in the darkness were nothing to fear for her!

What happened after that was unbelievable to the monk.

Those dark creatures hadn't approached yet, and when they were still ten meters away from the team, none of them could escape Song Qingxiao's 'eyes', and before they had time to take an attack posture, they turned into ice sculptures one by one and lost their lives!

The danger gradually increased, but Song Qingxiao, who was in the lead, not only did not stop, but went faster.

Everywhere she went, snow and ice covered all dangers, and the cold currents around her turned into her eyes.

Every inch of ice and snow harvests the lives of vast numbers of dark creatures.

"......" the monk was in a trance, his expectation of being stopped by dark creatures and delaying a lot of time had not happened at all, and he could not believe his eyes at what was happening in front of him.

Song Qingxiao's speed was so fast that he even needed to trot to keep up with her.

The monk noticed that with every step she took, a chill seemed to linger under her feet.

After her toes hit the ground, a layer of cold ice spread around her toes, guarding the area within ten feet of her body.

"Be optimistic about the direction and pay attention to the directions."

Song Qingxiao's cold prompt sounded in the monk's ears, and his divergent thoughts were immediately pulled back into place.

In this moment's stunned effort, he was already seven or eight steps behind Song Qingxiao.

The monk hurriedly trotted forward, barely keeping up with her, and resisted the excitement in his heart, and answered:

"Okay."

As the crowd advanced, the number of dark creatures frozen around them gradually increased, sometimes the first group of frozen creatures had not yet shattered, and the latter group had already been frozen.

Originally, according to the monk's prediction, it would take at least a lot of time to get rid of these creatures that stood in the way.

But now it seems that these creatures in the dark can't pose any threat to Song Qingxiao at all.

She doesn't look like she has a lot of mana to expend, and she doesn't even need to chant large sections of spells, using her power to the point of doing whatever she wants.

If this development continues, everyone only needs to hurry with peace of mind, and I am afraid that they will arrive at the magic array near the Falling Dragon Valley in two hours!

The sound of frost condensing was endless, and everyone walked in front of the solid ice.

Everywhere he went, all kinds of dark creatures were harvested by the power of ice, and the monk was shocked and excited at the beginning, but gradually got used to it later, and began to concentrate on guiding the way, for fear of dragging Song Qingxiao back.

No. 4 watched the old man's 'courteous' trot and follow Song Qingxiao's side, and the smile on his face seemed to him to be extremely 'flattering', as if he was a courtier.

After about an hour, Song Qingxiao finally stopped.

"Whew-" The monk ran out of breath.

He is already old, this kind of speed is a great burden on his physical condition, he is a monk of the law system, and he does not have a strong body like a swordsman, and he has been trotting for more than an hour with high intensity, in addition to the support of firm beliefs and ideas, he also does not want to drag his feet, slow down the progress of the team, and waste Song Qingxiao's 'magic power'.

It was only at this point that the monk's physical strength had reached its limit, and his throat and eyes were smoking, and his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his body down his throat.

"Whew...... Whew...... Happen...... What happened? ”

Song Qingxiao stopped suddenly, he thought that there was a dangerous creature in front of him, so he immediately clamped the magic book under his armpit, and walked in her direction with two trembling old legs.

"I think it's time to go to the Falling Dragon Valley." Song Qingxiao didn't look back, but what he said lifted the monk's spirits: "Look at the map." ”

In fact, the monk showed the way all the way, and he probably knew the route.

But when he really heard Song Qingxiao say this, he couldn't help the excitement in his heart, walked to her side, and saw the scene ahead.

The Misty Forest is full of trees, but on this mountain range, there seems to be no grass.

Facing in front of her, the shadow of a winding mountain range, rising high until it met and merged with the night.

From her position, only a vague outline of the mountain lurking in the shadows could be seen.

The mountains are slightly lower at the beginning, and the further back they go, they rise higher and are flanked by wings.

Looking at the past from afar, it seems that an evil dragon with outstretched wings is lurking there, looking coldly at the comer.

Underneath the valley is a deep pit.

Strange to say, the pit leans against the mountains, and the front end of the pit is a shallow imprint, and then it stretches back, and the incredibly large depressions on both sides spread out, reflecting each other with the mountains with open wings, like the complete imprint of the mountain carved by nature.

The human gaze can sweep over the head and sides of the pit, but the closer you get to the center, the deeper the bottom of the pit becomes under the cover of night.

Near the center, the black qi formed a bottomless abyss, as if it was about to swallow the people who approached it 'in one bite'.

"Falling Dragon Valley!"

This place is so peculiar, no wonder Song Qingxiao has never been here, and he is so sure that he has reached the Falling Dragon Mountain Range. extraordinary

The monk shouted in a low voice, his voice was obviously not loud, but it was amplified more than ten times because of the special environment here.

"Fall...... Dragon...... Mountain...... Valley......! ”

"Falling Dragon ......"

“…… Valley...... Valley...... Gu ......"

The echo that passed through the valley reverberated and hit everyone's ears.

The monk's originally kind voice turned into an echo at this time, revealing a bit of weirdness that made people's backs tingle for no reason.

The calm black qi in the abyss was broken by the sound wave of this echo, like ripples in a calm ancient well, and there was a sound of 'ho, ho, ho' from below.

As if the gift had been opened, the dark creatures that were hidden in it awoke one after another, baring their fangs and roaring menacingly at the saints who had been sent to the door.

A pale green mist rushed up from the bottom of the abyss, turning into bursts of foul odor.

The monk was excited, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Song Qingxiao next to him.

She still looked in the direction of the abyss, but her expression was calm, her gaze was calm, as if she was not afraid of the dark creatures here.

Song Qingxiao's calmness undoubtedly infected the monk, making him feel a little sure in his heart.

According to Song Qingxiao's previous instructions, he opened the magic map, and at this time, the location of the map holder was displayed on the magic map, which overlapped with the hint of the 'Falling Dragon Mountain Range', which meant that everyone had indeed reached the destination.

He reached out and took out the pocket watch on his chest first, and glanced at the time: "Eleven fifteen!" ”

Thanks to Song Qingxiao's guidance, everyone was half an hour ahead of the expected fastest time, which was so fast that the monk was a little suspicious of life.

He turned his head to look at the procession behind him, but saw that the believers were like mules on a terrible journey, and at any moment they seemed to be about to foam at the mouth and fall to the ground.

What sustains them at this moment is their fanatical faith.

Song Qingxiao's strength in Auge Village is no less than a miracle, with such a person leading the way, everyone, like the monk, does not want to drag her back, so she runs all the way, even if she is tired, she will not say a word.

After hearing that they had arrived in the Valley of the Fallen Dragon, both the saints and the believers first breathed a sigh of relief, and then a weak smile appeared on their blue and white faces.

"The magic array is here."

The monk quickly saw the location of the magic array's light points on the magic map, and in the past hour or so, the light of the magic array was dimmer compared to before.

On the zoomed-out map, the points of light in the magic circle coincide with the points of light that the map holder is on, as if they were already in the same place.

The old man locked the magic array, enlarged the map of the Falling Dragon Valley, and quickly found the location of the magic array:

"It's at the bottom of the pit!"

He had a headache, and as he spoke, his eyes looked in the direction of the pit.

At this time, the black gas in the pit was swirling, mixed with a large amount of green mist rushing out, and the two rotated and swirled, forming a huge whirlpool, just looking at it, it seemed to 'suck' people into it.

The monk's spiritual power is very strong, and he is not affected by the spiritual power of this place, so he quickly came to his senses and took two steps back:

"There's a problem here."

Once the black qi at the bottom of this pit is activated, it will have a certain amount of mental power control over people.

If you are not mentally strong, you will be lost in the face of such dark power.

There are many dark creatures at the bottom of the pit, and the breath they breathe is poisonous, and this toxin can cause hallucinations and make people unconscious.

Aria, the first sub-elf in Auger Village, was probably controlled by this spiritual power and lost her life.

Although he arrived at his destination earlier than expected, the monk felt a headache after finding the magic array.

Things are a little tricky, the magic array is located in the middle of the valley floor of the Falling Dragon Mountain Range.

There are probably a lot of dark creatures hiding under the valley, and those green miasma alone are already very deadly, not to mention the dark creatures hidden below, the number may be amazing.

After everyone broke into this place, a large amount of green smoke poured out of the ground, and the smell was extremely fishy.

The tired and panting people who finally arrived here had only 'almost' foamed at the mouth, but after smelling the green miasma, there were really people who began to foam at the mouth and fell to the ground with convulsions, which was very scary.

"Help!"

The monk was startled and hurried to speak.

Needless to say, the Holy Maiden had unleashed a shield of light, enveloping everyone, and chanting a spell for the poisoned to restore his life and physical strength.

Seeing the green clouds rolling up, ordinary people didn't dare to stay around here anymore, and they all retreated under the cover of the Holy Light Shield.

The monk glanced worriedly at Song Qingxiao, who was still standing on the side of the Falling Dragon Mountain Range, she was not affected by the miasma, and the powerful power made it impossible for these evil qi to get close to her.

But the army was blocked, even if she could kill the dark creatures here, but the poisonous green cloud would not dissipate.

The Holy Maiden's current strength is not enough to protect everyone from rushing into the poison cloud and entering the magic array safely.

"It's better to rest for a while."

The monk made a suggestion.

Everyone has reached the limit of their mental and physical strength, and anyway, the time is earlier than expected, so that everyone can rest for a while, so that the saint can restore some physical strength for them to cope with the next journey.

Edward and the others nodded, and the monk motioned for the swordsman to go to Song Qingxiao's side to inform her of the news and listen to her advice.

Compared to the weak physical strength of the monks of the law system, the swordsman's body is obviously much stronger, and he is determined to pass through the poisonous clouds smoothly, so he goes to report the news.

As soon as the swordsman sitting on the ground heard the monk's words, he immediately lifted the giant sword inserted in front of him and walked out of the encirclement of the Holy Light Shield.

"Rodnor said, let's take a break for a while, just to get some strength back."

He came to Song Qingxiao's side and relayed the monk's words.

Song Qingxiao glanced back at the monk, his face was sad, but when he saw her turn around, he still subconsciously showed a reassuring smile, as if he wanted to reassure her.

"Yes."

Song Qingxiao simply sat cross-legged, and No. 4 squatted beside her, staring at the swordsman's gaze, as if he was looking at a lamb that was screaming and sent to the door.

"It just so happens that I have something to ask you." After Song Qing finished saying this, the swordsman thrust the giant sword in his hand into the ground, and sat down on the ground by himself, as if he did not resist Song Qingxiao's purpose.

"Your strength seems to be a little weak." It does not match the rumored power of expelling the evil dragon with the two great sages.